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ReRites (Of My Body)

July 29, 2024 at 12:08 PMv3.5

Of My Body following either season, making truth to arrive No one deep-scarr’d on our tongues. No action blamed on an old house. To go in this, here on this eternal page, die: from the throat of a door falling outside the city, a hollow vase of some thin residue in a dancing light, in pebbles that now issue the same sign. Here the same sun. Bellies speak on the path, phrenzied as stones By A Labyrinth Of Salt subtleties, sowed spinning round fruit, torn, shrieking ever-changing Clorinda Infection a fervent blaze or fraud Where your little yoke calls [CHORUS] Of My Body Of My Body Of My Body To Learn The Lesson Coughing And the wild team watered the dashboard Over the empty land of time Winked round with the sky red minding me They Have To Hear some other extra lip-synching poor gathered supreme wish in their bravery and images. The lies of it, hold the seasons. [CHORUS] Of My Body Of My Body Of My Body [OUTRO] [END]

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